Wait! Wait! I'm not really crazy!

And since it's NYC I very rarely commute by myself. In fact, an empty subway car means generally one of three things:

1. There is a foul odor such that car occupants fled mid ride;
2. The air conditioning is broken;
3. You're on the train right directly behind the train that is stuffed like a cattle car.

All this to say, when you have your Ipod plugged in to Wait! Wait! Don't Tell Me you can find yourself laughing outloud on a crowded subway car like a crazy person. Tonight the crazy lady on the train was me.

Here's the setup. The show has a segment called Lightning Fill in the Blank in which a caller must fill in the final word of a limerick.

Limerick:
I can face all the undead hordes calmly,
even if they can learn how to bomb me.
In my fort I keep fresh,
and they won't eat my flesh.
My new home will protect me from _________.

(pause)

(pause)

Contestant: Romney?

I was on the floor!
As was the listening audience, the host and the panelists.

Usually when I find myself laughing on the train I can discreetly chuckle into my backpack but this time I was laughing out loud on a subway car at rush hour and normally unfazed New Yorkers were inching away. (That was ALMOST as funny as the podcast!)

Of course the real answer was zombies, but that wasn't anywhere near as fun.

16 comments:

It happens, and people were probably jealous. ;-) Once in 10th grade I was crammed into a 6 train beside a guy reading the Wall Street Journal. I was reading MAD Magazine, and I came across something so funny it had me doubled up and crying, and while I was struggling to get a grip, the guy beside me murmurred, "Trade you," and that set me off again.

Think of it as providing entertainment for everyone else in the car. :-)

We're coming up to the city in November...I'll be taking my 4 year old down into the subway systems for the first time in her little life. I hope we run into at least one person laughing like a crazy person. :)

Ahahahahaha! I have so been that person. Except I'm usually set off by remembering something funny that happened to me days ago, which looks even crazier.

I love Wait Wait Don't Tell Me so much, even though I never get to listen to it (no car means no radio, sniff.) I didn't realize there was a podcast, though! Perhaps I should make it part of my subway ride, too...

Janet: ahahah I also love WAIT! WAIT! and completed the limerick with "Romney" as well. Honest! Maybe cuz I am in SLC Utah for a college reunion--encountering many of Mitt's persuasion. O < :}nan kilmer

This happens to me more often than I'd like to admit. I've had strangers move away from me because I'm hunched over my phone reading Twitter or a funny blog, and can't control myself. And I sort of have a cackling laugh, which doesn't help.

I was trying to repeat this story to my father just now. So I read the limerick out loud to him. He completed it with "Romney" with not one second of pause. When I started laughing again, he seriously did not even get the joke. He was like, "But that's the answer." This is why I love my dad.

I was listening to Wait Wait while walking a popular loop in the hills. Just as I was passing a group of women, Paula Poundstone said something that had me laughing out loud. The women looked at me funny, and I realized I kinda knew one of them. Aw, damn.

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